Greyscale - Backseats (Demo) Lyrics

She takes off
With my clothes on
She's never been one for forced conversations
Just to see her's
To wholly believe her
And now it's over with no obligations

I lay low for the weekend and struggle to reason
Why I can't keep these things on track
Picturing you out there those places I'm too scared
To go so I'm calling you back

Dazzle me with corduroy
Show me I'm not like those other boys
That you meet in the backseats of taxis and empty bedrooms
Of parties that all seem the same

Making friends out of enemies
She takes them out of their denim jeans
Her self-destructive tendency
To trust her gut
Indecision's long gone
Couple drinks in then someone else
Done, night goes on, it's all too much

I lay low for the weekend and struggle to reason
Why I can't keep these things on track
Picturing you out there those places I'm too scared
To go so I'm calling you back

Dazzle me with corduroy
Show me I'm not like those other boys
That you meet in the backseats of taxis and empty bedrooms
Of parties that all seem the same

Dazzle me with corduroy
Show me I'm not like those other boys
That you meet in the backseats of taxis and empty bedrooms
Of parties that all seem the same

I wanna speak in a way that ain't cliché
It's kind of rough in my subconscious these days I
Lose my routine on days we don't meet
Just play on repeat the same songs

I wanna speak in a way that ain't needy
But I know she'll complain how she needs me to
Pick the phone up at quarter to two
Talk all about you to somebody you knew

Dazzle me with corduroy
Show me I'm not like those other boys
That you meet in the backseats of taxis and empty bedrooms
Of parties that all seem the same

Dazzle me with corduroy
Show me I'm not like those other boys
That you meet in the backseats of taxis and empty bedrooms
Of parties that all seem the same